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And she really didn’t want to say no at the ood Even ainst her, sun-warmed and wet and hard The waves caressed at their waists while Logan continued to kiss her as if nothing else in the worlddeep inside her

All he’d done was kiss her, but she felt keenly aware of every bit of his skin pressing against her own: her nipples brushing against the fine hairs of his chest, the press of his cock at her belly, his fingers on her neck as he held her close, his thuue thrusting wickedly, as if suggesting much more than just a kiss

After what seeered, her knees suddenly weak and useless His hand went to her elbow to steady her, and he pulled her body against his

She gazed down at his biceps, at the mysterious tattoo It waswell, it was rather hideous The circular blob turned out to be a skull with a twisted two-dollar bill sticking out of the eye sockets That was not what she’d expected to see on soan

He leaned in for oneher from her study of his tattoo "Was that what you wanted?"

That was a rather arrogant question She blinked rapidly, trying to focus her mind "I wasn’t sure what I wanted until just now, actually"

"And now?"

"Now I think I’lad we’re alone on the beach," she told hirinned, his expression confident and self-assured, and leaned in for another kiss

Just then, a wave rose up It slapped the two of the them with tendrils of seaweed

They sputtered, breaking apart, and Bront&euan pulled a handful of seaweed off his shoulder and flung it away froan looked over at her with a sour expression "More nervous laughter?"

"No, this ti at you," she said, and yelped when he leapt to dunk her

The spell was broken, and they started splashing each other and riding the waves, or si in the water It was nice to just play and relax, and even when she dunked Logan, it didn’t turn sexual again

It was as if a question had been answered, and now Logan was content to wait for the rightstalked by a predator A very masculine, sexy predator that she wasn’t entirely sure she wanted to escape She rather liked being his prey, and what did that say about her?

For the first ti on vacation, Brontë spent a day in the sun and enjoyed every moment of it She played in the waves, lay out on the sand, hunted for seashells, and laughed her ass off when Logan built the sorriest looking sand castle ever They played like children all afternoon, right down toin the water

Once out of the water, Bront&euh to run around stark naked To her relief, Logan followed her lead, and they walked up and down the beach a few ti They were covered in sand and their underas more wet than dry, but they didn’t care

Eventually, they grew tired of frolicking in the water, and Logan suggested they nal

"I suppose we should," Bront&eu sun She didn’t want the day to end

He arded her for a long h driftwood on the beach that we could build a fire and hang out here a few hours htened "That sounds like a lovely idea" Her stoan’s lips twitched with a a fire, and you go and get dry clothes and so to eat and drink?"

Bront&euers at hiht back"

"Take the flashlight," he told her, and picked up a heavy piece of driftwood, dragging it forward into the sand

She did, and raced up the dune, spraying sand as she walked She’d seen bottles of wine earlier and thought it ht be pleasant to enjoy one on the beach They had sticks of beef jerky taken froift shop, and she could probably find some cheese in the restaurant somewhere Wine, cheese, and a quasi– beef product Not bad Of course, if they were going to have a fire, they should have s’mores With that in mind, she went to the restaurant and raided the kitchen until she found exactly what she was looking for--graham crackers and marshmallows With the foodstuff and a few bottles of water to round things out, along with a spare blanket that they’d left out to dry earlier, she headed back down to the beach

While she’d been inside, the sun had set even lower, turning the orange skies into a deep, san had spelled out a SOS in driftwood, and set up a pyramid of wood on the far end of the beach She headed there and lanced up at her with satisfaction as he got to his feet and continued to feed sreat"

She laughed at that, glancing down at her bare, sandy legs, clad only in aqua shoes She was noearing a le and went down to her thighs, and she was pretty sure that her hair was one big snarl "I didn’t do anything"

"I know But you still look great" The look he gave her was appreciative "I’lad you’re back"

She hefted the wine bottle "I brought drinks, food, and dessert"

"I’m a lucky man"

"And a flirt," she teased back, but she couldn’t help sivable offense"